Trigger’s

Imaginative recipes infect our nave senses

As the mind conjures each shape, figures

How one may wish to taste, smell or relish 

liquid aromas as they lift to defy, enchant;

Activate, a flow of saliva juices to the fore

As the tongue flip flops, jaws break dance 

With celestial joy to see the mouth water;

Gulp, spiced curves as bits from pieces?

Wet lips touch, soften the teething digs

Mark to persuade equitable surrenders

As renewed perceptions take a backseat,

Reconcile to go with hyperactive solutions.

Life is a cauldron of bittersweet outcries;

Take or leave, bold choices poetically few!